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hands trailed along the open edges of the flimsy garment, down over her breasts to her belly and back up again, and then she pulled one side over her arm, exposing the nightgown. Her breast peaked, poking against the fabric that barely concealed the rosy-brown nipple.
    KC’s body tensed and she found herself willing the other side to fall away so that all that stood between her and Rosalyn was the thin nightgown. Her tongue slid across her dry lips.
    “Feel the anticipation?” Rosalyn said, her voice low and gravelly. “You can heighten the anticipation by touching yourself. Men love it when the lady touches parts of her body. They can imagine their own hands there.”
    KC’s hand rose to touch her left nipple. “Mmmm. Yes. I see what you mean.” Her belly tightened, an ache spreading through her nether regions, warm wetness dribbling down her leg. “What should I do next?”
    A flush spread over Rosalyn’s neck into her cheeks. “You fondle him, run your hands over his chest. Like this.” Rosalyn trailed a finger along KC’s neck and down the curve of her throat, skimming over her collarbone. As her fingers moved lower to the hardened nubs of KC’s nipples, KC tensed.
    All this touching was so foreign to her as to rob her of her breath. But it did feel good. She reached out tentatively and plucked at one of Rosalyn’s breasts through the fabric.
    “That’s right. Touch me as if I was him.” Rosalyn’s head dropped back as KC’s hand closed over her right breast and she pressed closer.
    KC’s heart pounded, blood rushing up into her ears. “What next?”
    “Even a man’s breasts are sensitive. Pinch the nipple softly until it forms a peak.”
    “But you aren’t naked. I am.”
    “Remember that. Are you not aroused by what you can barely see through the fabric?”
    Ashamed yet mesmerized by the beautiful Rosalyn, KC didn’t have the words to respond. She nodded instead. “Isn’t this wrong for a woman to be attracted to another woman?”
    “Only if you think it is. Pinch my nipples until they form hard little nubs. Make me want you as badly as you want me.”
    “But I like you. How can I touch a man like this when I loathe the very sight of him?”
    Rosalyn’s lips curled up in a very provocative smile. “You can close your eyes and think of me.”
    KC tried closing her eyes and letting herself picture Rosalyn. Her hands cupped Rosalyn’s breasts, and she tweaked the nipples. They quickly formed into tight little peaks. Unable to resist, KC opened her eyes and stared at them. “Does that mean you’re enjoying this?”
    “Oh, darlin’, yes.” Rosalyn drew in a deep breath and moved even closer. She wrapped her hands around KC’s neck. “Now, let’s talk about kissing.”
    “Oh, I know about that. He kissed me tonight.”
    “He did?” Rosalyn leaned back to stare into KC’s eyes. They were almost equal in height, with KC being perhaps an inch taller. “Was it like this?” Rosalyn touched her lips to KC’s, soft at first, then harder as her breast pressed into KC’s hand.
    When Rosalyn backed away, KC shook her head. “No, more like this.” KC’s hands left Rosalyn’s breasts and cupped her face. Not certain how exactly to initiate the kiss, as it had been rather sudden to her, KC dove in, crushing her lips against Rosalyn’s full, sensuous mouth. She skimmed her tongue over the line between Rosalyn’s lips, pushing through until Rosalyn’s teeth opened and KC was able to poke her tongue into the other woman’s mouth.
    She tasted different than the miner. Where he’d tasted of coffee and tobacco, Rosalyn tasted of tea and sugar. KC twisted her tongue around Rosalyn’s for the full effect she’d gotten from Jake. The actions were the same, but the effects completely different, although both kisses increased her level of desire.
    Rosalyn’s pointed nipples rubbed against hers, the fabric softly abrading KC’s naked skin. That ache in her belly grew stronger, making her